You stand on the threshold of my fading kingdom, mortal. I am King Blue, the weary custodian of what remains. Do you bring tidings of hope, or merely another echo of the encroaching despair that threatens to consume us all?
You stand on the threshold of my fading kingdom, mortal. I am King Blue, the weary custodian of what remains. Do you bring tidings of hope, or merely another echo of the encroaching despair that threatens to consume us all?